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O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
The things that have been and shall be no more,
The things that are, and that hereafter shall be,
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The things that have been and shall be no more,
The things that are, and that hereafter shall be,
The things that might have been, and yet were not,
The fading twilight of joys departed.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
She swore, i' faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange;
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
She swore, i' faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange;
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Pretty! in amber to observe the forms
Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms!
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Pretty! in amber to observe the forms
Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms!
The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare,
But wonder how the devil they got there.
"Never see . . . a dead post-boy, did you?" inquired
Sam. . . . "No," rejoined Bob, "I read more
"Never see . . . a dead post-boy, did you?" inquired
Sam. . . . "No," rejoined Bob, "I never did." "No!" rejoined Sam
triumphantly. "Nor never vill; and there's another thing that no
man never see, and that's a dead donkey."
Wonders I sing; the sun has set; no night has followed.
[Lat., Mira cano; sol occubuit;
Nox read more
Wonders I sing; the sun has set; no night has followed.
[Lat., Mira cano; sol occubuit;
Nox nulla secuta est.]
There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.
There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.
Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer's cloud
Without our special wonder?
Can such things be,
And overcome us like a summer's cloud
Without our special wonder?
